time accumulated with its white scratches
fillies blended with the horizon
flora and the skies
the sea encircles you
it hides the inexperienced words
girls of the plumb efflorescence
white milk, white harbors
clouds of bedrettin
from five lakes, three seas
eyes of corn tassel, lips of sunrise
while looking at the bird skin of the rocks
this writing, flowing in their creeks
this yashmak, gathered from pains
these laments, the ones growing plane trees
karac’oğlan looking at the clouds
friends passing by the sides
of the collected letters, at dried homes
the heart migrated with the martins
in the sky’s white skins
the birds singing out indefinite and skinless!
can you hear?
no trace from the old mills
in the era of leyla-less, mecnun-less robotic take over
this embroidery
this needlework
this rim of the kerchief
the mute cosmos of the humanity
smiling at the clouds dropping crabs
the eagle nest of the world
the elevation of the hawks and falcons
like a lute lying on the floor
do not keep silence while cranes don’t
can the voice of the lover
reach from the eaves to other eaves
you, the greatest monument of the loneliness
the heavenly land of pir sultan,
an ear of the wheat lying on the floor
the poem hidden away by great yunus
the son of the three seas
the writing of bruised daisies
the lost hides of antelope and the throne of love you possess
Translated by Mesut Senol